Nightmare Apostle

Chapter 1441: Chapter 893: Secrets_2

"The Evil Masters from Southeast Asia were not effective, so these bosses had no choice. They pooled their money and pulled some strings, finally bringing in a Taoist priest from the Taoist sects."

"A Taoist priest?" Zhou Mingxiao’s eyes lit up, immediately recalling the Eight Diagrams Yang Xiao and the others had mentioned.

"Yes, a Taoist priest. This priest is quite skilled. He spent a night alone on the 18th floor and survived, but he wasn’t unscathed. It’s said that when they met again the next day, the Taoist priest had aged significantly."

"According to him, there’s something very fierce living on that floor. Those who died were turned into Chang Ghosts by it. The initial fire wasn’t a normal accident; it was caused by this Fierce Ghost. It’s filled with deep resentment, and there’s nothing he can do. If he stayed, he would die too."

"You also saw what happened afterward. The Rongjin Building is almost half-abandoned. The area near the 18th floor has become a forbidden zone. As soon as it gets dark, you can’t see a shadow in the building, and hardly anyone goes near it," President Chen explained.

"What do you know about Chen’s Strange Film Industry?" Zhou Mingxiao pressed further.

"I don’t know much, only that they often shoot bizarre movies or short films. Their main customers are not domestic but in Southeast Asia, Japan, and Korea." fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

"The company isn’t very large, but it’s quite famous in the industry. They even produced some thriller promotional videos."

"These people are also quite strange. I once had a friend who went into their company. He came back and said he’d never go again; it was eerie inside."

"Normal businessmen would worship the God of Wealth or Guan Gong, but they worship that ghost-catching one, called... called..."

"Zhong Kui," Zhou Mingxiao suddenly said.

"Yes, yes, Zhong Kui! It’s a life-sized statue, as tall as a person, fearsome-looking," President Chen recalled.

"Could you give us your friend’s contact information?" Zhou Mingxiao asked politely.

"An old friend I haven’t contacted in a long time," President Chen tactfully declined.

"Oh, there’s one more thing I forgot to mention. This is very bizarre. Do you remember that Mage who fell from the building?" President Chen suddenly asked.

"I remember. He fell and died at night, his head smashed into his chest," Zhou Mingxiao recounted.

"Yes, that’s him. I wanted to tell you, his manner of death wasn’t unique. There was another person who jumped, and he died the same way. That was a guy over two meters tall, an employee of Chen’s Strange Film Industry, and supposedly a special type actor."

"After the fire, it’s rumored that someone saw him in the building. But after that, the person who saw him also died, though how they died, I don’t know," President Chen added.

After chatting a bit more and confirming that the other party couldn’t provide any more information, Zhou Mingxiao hung up the phone.

"That Taoist priest should be the one who left the Eight Diagrams. He’s an Angel Envoy, and his appearance aged overnight due to the backlash from using his abilities," Munan thought and said. This seems obvious.

This suggests that the Taoist priest is indeed quite skilled, at least better than that heavily paid Evil Master from Southeast Asia, who directly fell to his death, his head smashed into his chest.

From President Chen’s account, it seems they are facing more than one ghost this time. Besides the Source Ghost, there are many Chang Ghosts assisting its evil deeds.

Based on experience, Yang Xiao and the other veteran players quickly identified the ghost that could kill during the day as the Source Ghost.

Killing during the day is rare, but it wouldn’t make everyone so cautious. The key issue is still the death of Chen Moting.

Her strange death deeply affected everyone. Firstly, it was unexpected. Secondly, Chen Moting was not an ordinary person; she was truly a veteran player. In some respects, even if Yang Xiao and others were in her place, they might not do any better.

Her death was a significant loss to the entire team.

She didn’t die due to a lack of ability but because she didn’t understand the task’s storyline thoroughly enough to ascertain the ghost’s killing method.

Under the same conditions, even if someone else took her place, the result would probably be the same.

She lacked a bit of luck, and luck is also a part of strength. In this enigmatic Nightmare World, luck is often more important than ability.

"I hope I have better luck this time," Yang Xiao silently prayed in his heart, the terrifying and twisted image of Chen Moting’s corpse flashing in his mind.

In the afternoon, no one was idle. Except for a few who stayed in the office, the others went out to gather information. But by the time they returned after five, they hadn’t gathered any valuable intelligence, just some unfounded rumors.

The most frustrating part was that these rumors contradicted each other with no logic whatsoever.

One of the tales was about a male employee who claimed that in the men’s restroom, he was brutally ravaged by several beautiful female ghosts. They left him with one last message for his boss, saying he must settle all his unpaid wages, provide three months’ compensation, and an additional car. Otherwise, the female ghosts would visit the boss that night.

Yang Xiao concluded that the man was hallucinating from food poisoning before he died.

A few beautiful female ghosts trying to scare capitalists—they were too young.

Soon, it was time to clock out. It was already 6 PM, and everyone, with heavy and anxious hearts, went behind the glass door to look at the foam board.

Sure enough, the contents had been refreshed again, and this time there were names on three pieces of paper.

Just as predicted yesterday, there was indeed one more person on duty tonight, making it three people keeping watch.